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// Entry 169: The Maelstrom 
// Story: Samudra's Journal 
// by vren55 
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I nearly lost.

Tethys’s power… I haven’t had to. This is impossible. I can’t be…

In the northern part of the Eastern Ocean, we fought with our armies behind us. I had brought the Myrmidon Guard, the Royal Army, I… I brought as many seaponies and deep ponies as I could in the short time I had. They held the kelpies back as I fought Tethys.

I went all out on her. I threw boiling water, ripping currents, bolts of magic, cast huge area spells that churned the water, created icebergs that shot up toward the surface. But her hydromancy, her magic, it matched me blow for blow, smashing against my shields.

There was so much magic in the water that from what I heard from my troops, the oceans roiled with a turbulence that broke any ability for either side to fight in formation. Some seaponies were even flung into the shallows of the ocean, where they witnessed a massive hurricane with hundreds of waterspouts and cracks of magic-infused lightning cutting across the sky.

Coincidentally, a number of unlucky pony and griffon ships had been caught in the storm… and apparently they continued to battle one another. I’m not sure why... and frankly I don’t care. 

The battles fought by the surface worlders are irrelevant when you consider the existential threat we face. Tethys and her kelpies are monsters created by Yoth’Atal, and we have to kill them, with the exception of Typhon, who by my will, will not be a kelpie for much longer. If I had not won… by the narrowest of margins, they would have been subjugated under Tethys.